[ she doesn't want reassurance, doesn't need psychoanalysis to tell her why she did or didn't want her powers back then vs now, doesn't crave the spotlight or someone to ask her in rapt attention for further details.
right now, all she wants is to breathe, to sink into jyn's embrace with absolute bonelessness, to let her face bury into the crook of her sister's neck and just cry. because it hurts — physically, her whole body aches, a thousand potential broken bones, but it's more than that. it's the ache of betrayal, of a friendship shattered, of unimaginable loss and pain and the almost guilty relief that washed over her as she'd woken up to her friend in a place she'd nearly completely forgotten.
for a long, long while, that's all she does. the hovercar drives, jyn holds her, and daisy weeps, ugly and painful sobs that wrack her sore body, until they pull up to the safehouse where strange is sure to be waiting inside, waiting for their arrival. ]
[ jyn is ill-equipped to offer the comfort daisy deserves, lacking an example for most of her life. saw tried his best but he wasn't a soft hand who held her when she cried. jyn tries her own best, combing her fingers gently through daisy's tangled hair and trying to soften the movement of the car, trying to keep daisy from feeling any more pain.
getting daisy safely out of the car is more of a feat than manoeuvering her into the car in the first place, but jyn manages. ]
Almost there. [ she murmurs something at the end, an endearment of some kind, a pet name in a soft, lilting tongue that is too foreign to be translated. they just have to make it inside and then daisy will be able to rest, inside and then jyn will be able to quell the violent anxiety pressing down on her chest.
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right now, all she wants is to breathe, to sink into jyn's embrace with absolute bonelessness, to let her face bury into the crook of her sister's neck and just cry. because it hurts — physically, her whole body aches, a thousand potential broken bones, but it's more than that. it's the ache of betrayal, of a friendship shattered, of unimaginable loss and pain and the almost guilty relief that washed over her as she'd woken up to her friend in a place she'd nearly completely forgotten.
for a long, long while, that's all she does. the hovercar drives, jyn holds her, and daisy weeps, ugly and painful sobs that wrack her sore body, until they pull up to the safehouse where strange is sure to be waiting inside, waiting for their arrival. ]
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getting daisy safely out of the car is more of a feat than manoeuvering her into the car in the first place, but jyn manages. ]
Almost there. [ she murmurs something at the end, an endearment of some kind, a pet name in a soft, lilting tongue that is too foreign to be translated. they just have to make it inside and then daisy will be able to rest, inside and then jyn will be able to quell the violent anxiety pressing down on her chest.
she can't lose daisy. ]